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On this dusk of a bright and warm day, the sun was slowly disappearing behind the horizon, stretching the shadows and coloring everything in shades of red and orange.
On the outside of a small café, Melissa and Lucie were peacefully resting.
The two girls had known each other for years, and studying in different colleges didn't prevented them to stay the best friends in the world when their lives took different paths.
After the end of the scholar year, they had both agreed to do a huge road trip through Italy, to visit the cities, see the historic monuments, the fountains, all the old towns, museums, and everything that would catch their attention. It has already been an entire week and not a single day they stopped visiting or walking.
Lucie replaced a lock of her long and blond hairs that went in front of her eyes. She was an art student for 4 years according to the register, but since her birth according to herself. During all the time they were there, she insisted, begged and almost dragged her friend along to see every exhibiting, of photo, painting, sculpture, she went to the houses and masterpieces of the greatest artists of the Renaissance, Leonardo da Vinci, Botticelli, Michel-Ange, Raphael, and not only the ancient art but also the modern. From the cathedral to the street art, she wanted to see everything.
Even now as they were relaxing, she kept talking about was they saw, what they didn't see, and what they had to see.
Melissa, with her black hairs and discrete glasses, was a shy science student and if she also liked art, she was not as passionate about it as her friend was.
This is partly why she hadn't been very concentrated on the visit today. Sure she appreciated the beauty of the architecture, the elegance and the grace of all these monuments, the fineness of the paints, the talent and the work of the artists, but her friend could sometimes be a little...exasperating.
But only ''partly'' because something else was perturbing her, something very unusual... Even at this very moment, this thing was occupying her thoughts, and driving her attention away from the conversation.
It was lust. Desire. Horniness.
It had all started this morning when she had waken up in their room, with a hand stuffed between her legs. With two fingers inside of her pussy, and her panties soaked with her juices, she seriously doubted it was because of a random move.
But worse (or better), she was at the edge of the orgasm. Her whole body was quivering, she was panting and could hardly hold back her moans...
Slowly, she tried to take out her hand, careful not to wake Lucie who was snoring next to her.
Bad idea.
Before she could understand why, she crossed the line and the climax washed her away, her body spasmed, warm juice erupted from her pussy, and she had to cover her mouth to keep quiet. She shook during what seemed an hour, lost in the orgasm before coming back to Earth.
Luckily, her friend was still asleep. She quickly changed her clothes, hided the drenched one, and went back to the bed as if nothing happened..
It had continued after that, while walking on the streets. The simple move made her thighs rub together and so triggered more and more her horniness, driving her wetter she had ever been.
During the small rest they had at midday, she surprised herself fantasizing about sexy, sweating and screaming bodies, interlaced in passion, satisfying their primal desires with joy and orgasms.
She could almost see them, their glowing skins...their lips half-opened to let escape a lustful moan...fingers caressing breasts...entering pussies...juices flowing...She brutally came back to reality while her hand was getting dangerously close to her crotch.
She had shaken her head, trying to get rid of those thoughts that didn't belong here and now, but unfortunately it was to turn her gaze on Lucie. Lucie with her cute face, Lucie with her bright eyes and Lucie with her ironic smile...
Melissa had felt a burst of lust invade her, erotic images of her friend had flooded into her mind, leaving her panting and sweating, her pussy throbbing with desire.
At this moment she had almost seriously envisaged to get in bathroom to relieve the pressure of her horniness.
Even now as she was talking, she couldn't stop admiring her. She had splendid blue eyes, her hairs were cascading to her round shoulders like a golden wave, her round breasts were mesmerizing, not to mention her curvy back or her heart-shaped ass...
Fingers suddenly snapped in front of her eyes. "Earth to moon, Earth to moon, do you receive me?" Lucie has finished monologuing and was now amusedly waiting for her answer.
"Sorry Luce." she said laughing, "I was somewhere else."
"Yeah, I think I noticed" her friend answered with her smile more mocking than ever.
"I asked you if you wanted another drink"
"Oh yeah, thanks, I'm really dehydrated." she replied.
Maybe because i'm all wet for you
continued her inner voice.
She immediately blushed after thinking that.
Oh my god, focus Melissa, focus, you can handle this...You're not a slave of your body...It doesn't matter how gorgeous Lucie is, you can get rid of these thoughts. Even if she is really sexy... really hot...even if I'm sooo horny. Maybe she is horny too...maybe she's soaking her panties, maybe she wants badly to masturbate...maybe she wants me to grab her pussy and lick her, suck her clit until she...STOP THAT. Focus!
Lucie raised her arm to call the server, but that was big mistake. Because she was wearing a tight crop top, and this move showed to Melissa she wasn't wearing any bra. She stared wide-eyed at the two orbs, clearly outlined by the fabric, the small spots of her nipples...
Heat flowed through her body right into her pussy, making her body spasm. Her lust suddenly raged as a blaze, and she began panting, sweating.
Horniness was spreading in her veins, her pussy was pulsing, throbbing, more sensitive with every second.
She could feel her labia opening, her clit swelling with desire...
"Melissa? What do you want to drink?"
The server was now here, and ready to take the order. Lucie seemed a little surprised by her friend's behavior, but couldn't of course suspect that she was currently soaking her panties.
She bit her lip and grasped the table, trying to keep it under control. "I...eeer I..." a dark spot appeared on her pants as she desperately fought the urge to slid her hand on her crotch.
She hold back a moan of pleasure "I...The...The same thing...please." The more she tried to ignore the lust, the bigger it became. This desire was too strong ; it was just a matter of time before she cracked up and start masturbating in front of everybody like a wild animal.
The mere thought of doing so made a thrill of pleasure run down her back. Exposing herself. Showing her naked body to all those people. Let them watch how much of a horny slut she had become...
She jumped out of her chair, mumbled a: "Sorry. Bathroom." and quickly went in the bar before her friend had a chance to react.
The universe definitely wasn't on her side, because the toilets were underground, and she had to get down long and narrow stairs to reach it. Panting, she could barely walk, her pussy sending more and more and pleasure into her brain and more and more juice into her pants.
A flash of lust made her miss a step, and grasp the bannister. She felt her pussy throbbing. Her legs weakened and a small moan escaped her mouth while she rubbed her thighs together, trying to appease the burning fire of the lust. But it only made her more aroused. She valiantly fought the temptation to hump against the stairs to satisfy herself, and kept progressing.
She had to lean against the wall to make the final steps as she start shaking uncontrollably, desperate to touch herself. It was too strong, she had to release, she had to masturbate! With a superhuman effort, she stopped her hand right before it reached her crotch. Somebody could still appear and see her.
Luckily, nobody else was here. She rushed into the first toilet she saw, locked the door, and with an animalistic moan started rubbing herself through the fabric. She was so horny, as a bitch in heat, as a beast.
It was stronger than anything she had ever imagined, driving her crazy, waking up the most primal side of herself. Mouth opened, she was panting deeply. The small rubbing she was doing was merely a tease, and did nothing else than driving her more and more insane, and accentuating her leaking. She unbuttoned her jeans, took it off, and then slowly lowered her soaked panties.
Her pussy was swollen with desire, her erected clit was aching and her juices were streaming along her legs. Moaning with relief, she finally entered her fingers. The pleasure sent waves of electricity through her body as new moans escaped her lips.
Forehead against the door, she used her other hand to grasp one of her breasts.
Oh Fuuuck. Look at me. Look at me masturbating... in public toilets. So slutty. So horny... Oh God I'm gushing!!
Her hand was cupping her breasts, her fingers massaged her erected nipples, jumping from one to the other, in a desperate attempt to satisfy both at the same time.
It was no more streams but true rivers of juices that were escaping her lips, her hand was almost moving on its own, her fingers rubbed against her oversensitive inner walls, as if every spot was THE spot, making her literally cry of pleasure. Her thumb was massaging, circling, pressing, teasing her clit the same way she was doing for her nipples.
"NNNNGGGAAAAH!!" she screamed, arching her back as a jolt of pleasure cut her legs off, causing her to fall. The feeling of the ground under her only accentuated her crazy lust, moaning on the floor, she couldn't do anything else but keep going. With difficulty, she hoisted herself on the seat, without stopping her feral masturbation one second. She was fingering ever harder, pushing the deepest she could, massaging her clit, licking her hand to taste herself.
She could feel the orgasm approaching like a storm, an explosion waiting to be freed ; she accelerated her move, building up the pressure "Oh yes! Yes! Yes! Yeess! YEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!" ; she closed her legs and curled up, retaining it the longest she could...
